News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1887-07-14

horse go?'
.'Yes, sir"
81 want to get round on the othe
side of this ledge, for that is what it is
I want the bell to be raised, then to g
cast, then to drop. Now, look!"
'Rap-rap-rap !" went the hammer
The iron horse began to rise.
"Rap-rap
1t stopped.
p-rap-rap - p-rap-rap y
rap ~
It went east.
''Rap-rap -
1t stopped.
p-rap-rap-rapi -
1t began to go down.
"Here we are, almost at the bottom
shouted Ralph.
''Rap-rap -
The horse stopped.
''Isn't that nice, Ralph?"
"Splendid -
William Aubray examined the floor Of
the harbor on the eastern side of the
ledge, and then raped a call to be
raised.
Up they went again, and Ralph step
ped out of his iron box upon the deck Ol
the lighter, and looked around with new
interest ON this big upper world, on the
shining water, the blue sky tufted with
white clouds, and the green fields be-
yond the harbor.
"How did you like it?' asked voice.
''Oh, Mr.. Sinclair is that you
Well, feel as if I had been-some-
where"
"Guess you have; no doubt of that, -
said Frank Sinclair, a young man, and
a member of the diving crew.
"Mr. Aubray was just as good to me
as could be-" said Ralph.
"He's all that, Ralph. A nice fellow
Too bad about his trouble, isn't it?"
"Trouble? l thought he looked sad,
while he was very pleasant.
''He has had reason to be sad. Just
think of it Got word that his little
boy was dying, away over III England" "
''That so? 1t is too bad. Don't his
folks live about here?
''Away off. Only can get to them in
a steamer. Now, that man was too poor
to go home, and can only stay right
who are living, and he's holding up brave
AOIOA 1IIC LlttSl az CttIll,
and woke up thinking his little Willie's
arms were round his neck, and some
body wanted to take the boy, and Willie
cried. Now, wasn't that hard? [ tell
ye, that's what cuts in deep. Lot of
folks i'll this world that are brave as
heroes, standing up and suffering, and
trying to smile all the time. / tell ye
what, boy'-here Frank Sinclair brought
his big, honest face close down to Ralph's
ears, and whispered ''if you are one of
the kind that says prayers, you put in a
word for William Aubray."
1t was only boys prayer that night
going up from Ralph's room, but it
made it's music in Gods ear, side by
side with the soft twitter of the birds
going to sleep and the musical roll of
The surf along the hard white sands. 1t
was prayer for William Aubray.
When Ralph awoke the next morning
le found that the little seaport town
where he lived was in a state of intense
excitement There was nothing to be |
cen but fog that had come to town,
topping more softly than the most vel
cat in the world. But with
he fog had come n wreck.
People went flying through the one !
short business street of the port, telling |
he news of the disaster. cit is steam
er ~ was the news shouted into Green's
by one herald. cit is down at
Ragged Pint % bawled q second herald
at the door of the post-office. Every
body was hurrying off to get in some
way to Ragged Pint. They went III
wagons, chaises, picnic barges, on foot;
and one painstaking parent, who wanted
his four-year boy to see ''real wreck,
trundled him there in wheelbarrow !
And the boys-how many of these were
hurrying over the rough seaside road,
gesticulating, eager to get
there the first and leave the last! There
were Ralph Stanley, Jimmy May, Rob
Seavery, Charlie Lang, Tommy Good
win-please not ask me to name any
more.
"There it ISL shouted Ralph, whose
eyes were quick to see as anybody's.
Yes, there acas the 1crcck of tie point The
steamer had, III the fog, run perilously
near the shore, and a sharp cruel rock
caught the steamer in a weak part of its
hull, and made a big gaping wound
there. The sea has remained calm, but
all knew how capricious it was. Smooth
to-day, it might be rough with storm to-
morrow and the waves crash around
Ragged Pint as if an earthquake were
under them. A party of men, walking
very fast, went by Ralph.
eve must get everything outwe can"
said one of them. ''Some mail agents
are here already, they say. The post
office department sent them from New
York in the first morning train. News
of the wreck was telegraphed up about
about three this morning, and men
have already come to get some mailbags
which they say ought to be on board
the steamer. An English vessel, they
say
passengers and crew ashore2" asked
a second.
81 believe so. Got 'em all off in the
steamers boats, replied the first man.
Ralph caught all this.
A third man now turned round and
shouted, ''Hulloo, Ralph!''
"Oh! that you, Mr.. Sinclair?' cried
Ralph, running forward.
Nobody else! We are all hurrYing
90 the wreck. Getting all the divers to-
gether, far and near, and a gang comes
from New York. The most go in their
diving suits, but we are going to have
our lighter round at the wreck, and let
our diving bell go down. Those who
have diving suits are the best ones to go
down into a vessels hull and inspect it,
thing outside and pick up something of
value"
''Nir. Aubray going."
eyes; he has gone round in the
lighter; and, Ralph. that man is a noble
chap. / met him this morning g'-the
divers tones softened so that none but
Ralph heard him-''and he was feeling
pretty bad about his little Willie. Said
he had dreamed that he was alive, and
it made him feel pretty bad when Willie
is dead, you know. But what did he
say2 ''Now, by going to the wreck and
doing all [ can, | may make somebody
else feel pretty well. SO, here goes
He is round there by this time"
Yes. he was there at the wreck, ready
to descend in the old diving bell, which
the lighter had brought. Other divers
were there, but the most had diving
suits. IL was strange scene. There
was the steamer, half swathed IN the
fog, half submerged i'll the water, and
about the upper works was company
of divers, looking, in their queer diving
dress, like a company of mermen that
had come out of the sea and taken pos
session of the vessel.
"Hero goes the old-fashioned way!"
said William Aubray to Frank Sinclair,
as they went aboard the old iron bell,
which was speedily plunged down into